End of the Sky

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Three rounds of 5.56 mm bullets hit the killer's chest. The M4A1's initial speed boost kinetic energy failed to break the armor. After hitting the same position, two rounds of bullets opened and one was embedded.

Huh! Huh!

Another two bullets hit the same spot. This time they replaced their arms. The armor here is relatively weak. It can be seen that in the design of the body armor, the protection of the limbs is not given much attention to the protection of the internal organs.

Understandably, considering factors such as flexibility, bloated armor is not suitable for special tactical teams to perform tasks.

别 "Don't be afraid, the last position, let you pass after the test."

Squinting to see the killer's spirit was about to collapse, Russell hurriedly reassured.

The effect was very ordinary. Seeing the muzzle pointed down between the legs, the killer yelled at himself and ran up towards the hotel door.

Huh!

The tactical dagger came from behind, penetrated the bullet-proof helmet of the killer's head, and rushed out with the corpse, smashing the hotel's revolving door glass and rolling on the steps at the entrance.

Outside the yamen, the two doorboys shivered together, came forward and dragged the corpse together, and then pushed the steps clean with dust.

The cleaning work was not finished yet, and the nearby killers rushed in.

They waited for a long time, but they have been refused entry. Now the intruders are dead, and no one can interrupt them to make $ 300 million.

One after another, within three minutes, about forty people have entered the New York Continental Hotel.

Huh! Huh! Huh!嘭 ————

After fifteen seconds of gunfire, the two doormen looked at the dark hotel lobby, swallowed and hurriedly removed their heads.

Crackling!

One of the doormen threw a pistol in the lower back into the sewer, and the other learned everything. They just watched the door and had no knowledge of the killer.

The gunfire sounded upwards from the hotel lobby. Because the elevator was blocked, the death scythe was not moving fast.

Second, third, fourth ...

枪 Every 30 seconds, the sound of gunfire moves up one layer, not more than one second, not less than one second, and the traceable frequency is extremely desperate.

Uh ...

"Dead, why ... are all dead?"

The adjudicator held the red wine glass and felt embarrassed if he was struck by lightning. "This is impossible. They are the killers cultivated at a high table. They are well-equipped and have the best tactical accomplishments. Even the best special forces are in them. I can't hold it for two minutes in front of me ... "

"Mr. Adjudicator, it seems you can't prove my incompetence."

Winston said ridiculous words, but his face was extremely dignified.

He has been known for his terrible high-level elite troops for a long time. Every killer, or every soldier in it, has been brutally screened, and the elimination rate is as high as 95%.

In other words, only one person can be left for every twenty people. The forty soldiers in the lobby are behind the 800 elites left after brutal competition.

With the most advanced tactical equipment of the high table, they can fight in teams, and the combat effectiveness is unquestionable.

The question then arises, what kind of enemies did you encounter in order to scare these first-class elites into shouting?

I really are a monster!

斯顿 Winston secretly thought, got up and walked outside the office, the best troops at the high table could not stop Russell's footsteps, he would not stay to pretend.

Can't afford it!

"Mr. Winston, where are you going? Take me with me, I'm leaving here."

The adjudicator hurried forward, ignoring Winston's disgusting look, and his skin followed him.

"Mr. Idiot, again, you should thank me for my loyalty to the high table, otherwise I will not care about your life."

明白 "Understand that your loyalty is beyond doubt, and I will convey it to the twelve leaders."

The adjudicator took out a handkerchief and wiped off the sweat that continued to drop, adding: "There are previous incidents that have nothing to do with your personal ability. You are very good, that monster is too scary."

Between talking, they came to an independent elevator. The receptionist in the lobby was also Winston ’s most trusted deputy, Caron, holding an AR-15 semi-automatic rifle, nodding at Winston, swiping the card to open the elevator.

直升机 A helicopter parked on the top floor and retreat as soon as Winston arrived.

"As the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, I never thought about this scene today. It is ridiculous. Fortunately, you are still there, otherwise no matter how I explain it, the high table conference will not believe me."

Winston said with emotion, if it were not for personal experience, I would never have imagined that the Continental Hotel in New York would be beaten down by one person.

"Mr. Winston, don't talk anymore, evacuate to a safe area first, and I will be happy to hear how much you want to say then." The reviewer urged.

"Mr. Idiot, stay elegant, remember that you represent a high table."

Winston taunted as usual, and then said: "Don't panic, there is no stairs on the 13th floor, it is not easy to enter the 14th floor after locking the elevator, that monster can't catch us."

"Very reasonable design, I love God!"

The arbitrator's stiff face extruded a smile, embarrassing and polite.

The two entered the elevator. After a while, no movements were seen. Karon on the side was sweating a lot, and there were no reactions after several swipes.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Karon, what's going on?"

Karon tried again without success, shaking his head and saying, "Sir, the elevator seems to be malfunctioning."

"A coincidence?"

"Sir, I don't think this is a coincidence."

Uh ...

On the twelfth floor, Russell changed the magazine and looked for the stairs in the corpse pile.

He sensed that someone wanted to leave the game map. In his eyes, the arc flashed, invaded the hotel security system on the mainland, took over a series of power facilities, and stopped the elevator that was about to start.

Crackling!

Russell walked in front of the elevator, electric sparks jumped between his five fingers, the elevator door opened, and he took the elevator to the fourteenth floor.

The elevator can go directly to the floor where the general manager's office is located, but he did not do so. There are 39 killers waiting between the 14th and 18th floors.

It's not easy for the mass actors, they have to give them a chance to show their faces.

Huh! Huh! Huh!嘭 ————

The shotgun sounded again, moving upwards at a speed of thirty seconds per floor, and the remaining killers in the Continental Hotel couldn't withstand the pressure. The mentality collapsed, and a swarm of bees ran towards the top floor.

Twenty people on the first floor are thirty seconds, and two people on the first floor are thirty seconds. The monster is simply climbing the stairs, and the killing is just easy.

Uh ...

On the 19th floor, the huge bank vault safe occupies half of the floor space. Winston escaped without a glass of red wine and sat on the high-end sofa to taste.

Caron was carrying an AR-15 semi-automatic rifle, standing beside him like a waiter.

"Mr. Winston, apart from that helicopter, do you have no other means of escape?"

The adjudicator is unwilling to wait. He doesn't believe that the vault safe can save his life. The reason is simple. There are often cases in the United States where the vault is looted.

For example, some time ago, there was a strange case, the vault door was intact, but the cash inside was missing, and the bank and the police have no clue so far.

"Mr. Adjudicator, you can't escape, you can't escape, you can't fight. There is only one way to survive."

Winston took a sip of red wine and glanced at the adjudicator squintingly. "We can negotiate with him!"

"No!"

The adjudicator's face turned red, and a low shout came out: "I refuse, the high table will not yield to anyone."

随 "You, anyway, there is only you in this room who represents the high table. I am just loyal to it and trade for a life. The high table cannot blame me."

"No, your actions will shame the high table."

"Mr. Idiot, listen to what you mean, are you ready to be faithful?"

"me……"

The adjudicator's mouth was silent, and for a long while he was speechless, sitting beside him, his nose humming, "I'm sitting here, supervising your negotiations."

Huh!

A loud noise stunned the adjudicator, and he pretended to look calmly towards the vault door.

"Mr?"

Karon held the AR-15 semi-automatic rifle and waited for Winston's order to trigger the fire at the moment the vault door opened.

不用 "No, you must have tried this trick, and those people are dead."

Winston asked Caron to lower his weapon, shaking the wine glass slightly, waiting for Russell to appear.

He is as stable as an old dog but panic. If not, who will stay and negotiate!

Squeak! Squeak

The vault door handle rotates. Only Winston and Karon know the password, and the vault door that can be opened with the palm print of both people slowly opens.

Russell stepped in while changing the magazine of the M4A1, with several people sleeping while lying down.

睡 The way you sleep when you close your eyes!

He swept through the room, his gaze under Caron and Winston, and finally placed on the adjudicator.

"Oh, it turned out that you stopped me from taking office, and it also caused me to lose my medal of bravery."

"Mr. Russell!"

The adjudicator stood up, held out his hand enthusiastically, and smiled forcefully: "I am the spokesperson for the high table conference. You must have heard the name. We can talk ..."

Huh!

A gunshot sounded, and the adjudicator sat firmly on the sofa, but it was gone from the neck.

Cowpea flowers splashed on his face, Winston's hand holding the wine glass twitched slightly, and Caron beside him couldn't breathe.

The rhythm is bad, there seems to be no possibility of negotiation.

"Hello ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Russell ... No, Sergeant Russell. I am the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York. You can call me Winston. It is my pleasure."

Winston put down the red wine stained with tofu, and stood up to signal his etiquette.

"Don't be so polite, after all, I can't kill you, it doesn't matter if you are polite."

"..."

"You are lucky and have the value of living, so you will not die. Give me a message from the 'Goblet' organization above. If I am not a police officer, I can only be a devil, and if I am a devil Both Satan and God have headaches. "

Russell looked at both sides of the house. Pistols, rifles, submachine guns, etc. were all available, and there were various types of bullets in the glass cabinet.

甩 He shook his hand and took a picture of Franklin on the counter, and then in front of Winston, put a large number of firearms and the corresponding type of bullets into the pocket, evacuated half before stopping.

"Choo!" X2

Winston and Caron sweated on the foreheads, looking at Russell's never-satisfied pockets, imagining for a while.

Super power, black technology, or magic?

"Whoever, remember to pass on the word, and for a while, I will prove how terrible I am as a devil until I return to office."

After Russell said, he left the safe house and closed the vault door politely before leaving.

卡 "Karon, what does he mean?" Winston breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the beancurd from his face.

"Sir, if you are right, he will kill many people until the high table surrenders."

"It's hard, the high tables don't succumb, and they never lack people."